The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The gold dust clung to the collar of my uniform like dried blood. I scrubbed at it with a wet rag, but the specks only spread, a fine, yellow powder that seemed to vibrate against the wool. "You look unwell, Elias," Mara said from the doorway. She was holding a ledger, her face pale beneath the gaslight. "The collectors are coming at noon. I counted the coins. We are short." I looked at my...

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